"Oh, that's the cage for Eureka and Maela," Fu Miaoxue replied.
"Eureka... Maela?" Bai Youwei asked, puzzled. "Who are they?"
"Didn't I tell you? They are the two pet leopards I keep. They were cute when they were young, but as they grew, their smell became unbearable, so I moved them to the room at the end of the second floor."
Fu Miaoxue emerged from the walk-in closet, having changed into a lake blue gown.
Her skin was fair, and wearing such a delicate color made her look exceptionally ethereal and beautiful.
"How do I look?" she asked Bai Youwei, twirling around with a beaming smile. "I'm in a good mood today; this outfit is just perfect."
In a good mood?
Bai Youwei scoffed internally.
A burglary in the middle of the night, a close brush with death, witnessing a bloody execution, and now her prospective boyfriend still locked in a cage—yet she claims she's in a good mood?
Compared to Fu Miaoxue, Bai Youwei felt she truly embodied "virtue and grace."
